The Watchman"s Last Words

The Watchman"s Last Words

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Cold air blew through the perched high windows of the waiting rooms wall reminding me of why I hated hospitals.
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How could I have been so stupid? Sitting on the cool tile floor, my head leant back against the hard cement wall, I couldn’t help but let the thought continually run through my head. Why did I always have to ruin things? I could hear her sobs through the door as the doctor checked her out. Something was seriously wrong if this tough girl was crying, what had I done?

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